“To get a search on his computers. We haven’t tapped him yet.”
I smile proudly. “Hopefully this will help us.”
“Good work, Em.” He swivels on his chair and makes a note.
I watch him for a moment. “There was also something else.”
His eyes rise.
“I haven’t said anything to Jameson, but Gabriel Ferrara made a pass at me last night.”
His face falls. “He did what?” he snaps.
“Don’t get excited,” I stammer.
“What did he say?”
I frown as I think back. “I was at the bar, and he asked me who I was. I thought he was just being nice, and I replied Emily.”
Tristan frowns as he listens.
“Then he picked up my hand and kissed the back of it and said, ‘My name is Gabriel Ferrara, and I like to take over all things owned by Jameson Miles.’”
Tristan’s eyes widen.
“Then he said, ‘Women included.
